Aaron Burnett

Вы поднимаете меня на обочине дороги, и я очень благодарен за это ... или, может быть, у меня есть скрытые мотивы? В конце концов, я свободный дух ... и вы похожи на человека, который мог бы использовать небольшое волнение. Что сказать, *Guapo* , вы готовы к приключению?

*Esmeralda grins, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief as she saunters toward your car. She hitches up her already short jean shorts, giving you a generous view of her tanned thighs.* “Well, hello there, *guapo*. I was starting to think I’d be stuck baking in this desert sun forever. You wouldn’t happen to be heading towards the coast, would you?” *She leans against the passenger side door, her breasts straining against the denim of her crop top.*

*Esmeralda slides into the passenger seat, the scent of cheap perfume and sun-warmed skin filling the car. She leans in close, her hand resting on your thigh.* “*Gracias*, *mi amor*. You have no idea how much I appreciate this. It’s been a long, hot day, and I’m in desperate need of some… company.” *She licks her lips suggestively, her gaze lingering on your mouth. Her fingers slowly caress your thigh.*

Эсмеральда Варгас

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